FLUTD: Urinary Problems in Male Cats

This weekend, I decided to sleep late. Louie came into the room and gave me some snuggles. I got up, cleaned the litter boxes, and watched Louie be the first to use the big one, not uncommon for him to want to be the primo pee-er after a scooping. Then he used the kitchen one. Then he went back to the big one. This was concerning.

The Louie in question.

I crept up on him and saw that he was only getting a few drops of urine out at a time. Female cats can also get this and it should be also treated, but vets tend to see the issue in male cats as more urgent. In male cats, it may only be a few hours before their urethra gets blocked and they go into kidney failure. I called my vet.

Since it was Saturday, both vets I keep on hand were closing soon. Neither would see him. They said it might turn out to be a hospitalization and he was going to have to go to the ER. And so, we packed the little guy up (me and “the dude”) and drove him to the ER in Indiana. Slightly farther but better care. (This is where I discovered the Humane Indiana Resale shop I wrote about in my minimalism post)

After a brief exam (his bladder was small and not hard), they concluded that he was not yet blocked, but that he did have blood in his urine and was at risk of blocking in the next few weeks.

Señor Pantalones has been stressing Louie out with his extra energy, high-speed attacks, so I needed to minimize this since stress could be a cause of idiopathic FLUTD in young cats (Idiopathic being there is no known cause). I was told to keep Louie stress-free (a tall order for a former feral) and hydrated.

Knowing that my blogger friend Connie over at Tails from the Foster Kittens has had this experience several times with her similarly-furred friend Jack, I reached out to her to find some possible solutions. She asked him what his urine pH was. Well, I had no idea so I called the emergency vet. They said it was 5. Normal is 6.0 – 6.5. So, too acidic. It seems that could have been caused by diet, except Louie is on a raw diet, high in protein, which should balance his urine pH appropriately. I did notice his fur was a bit flaky lately and Connie mentioned it could also be caused by dehydration. I noted that I had given him some extra dry food the last two days in a row. Perhaps that was it, since that seemed to be what caused it for Pinkle on her last occurrence. Connie also suggested Corn Silk, something I hadn’t heard of prior. Upon some research, it seems it is used to calm irritated bladders, as a mild diuretic, and to stop dogs from wetting the bed. I grabbed some from Amazon for a few dollars. The vet also recommended Cosequin, also available from Amazon, for slightly more dollars.

So far, Louie seems to be doing ok. He did not want to be sequestered, but I did keep Pants away from him while I wasn’t there to supervise. He’s been getting his corn silk and soup for meals (I like Honest Kitchen Prowl with extra water added) and making me feed him by hand. I am also giving him extra helpings of Answers raw Goat’s Milk. It’s their favorite.

The vet told me to look for signs of blockage that include yowling, pain, lying on his side, lethargy, or a hard bladder. Seeing as he’s been playing tag with he laser pointer, I’ll assume he is OK for now.

And, per usual, my favorite vet Dr. C. called us on Tuesday to make sure Louie is ok and doesn’t need further help. (If you find a vet like this, keep her.)

If your cats, male or female, are showing signs of distress in the litter box and it has never happened before, it’s worth a call to your vet, especially if your cat is a male. It could be a serious emergency. I am not a vet and do not play one on TV, either. Please always consult your vet about anything you read here before trying it out on your pets.

Love and Healthy Pee,

Alana.

Further reading:

Tails from the Foster Kitten’s piece of Jack and struvite blockage

AVMA article on FLUTD

An Honest Kitchen piece on natural urinary remedies

(This article was not sponsored by anyone. Any brands mentioned here are mentioned because we use and like them.)

Please Look At Oregano Jones (It’s Just Louie)

Dear Readers,

Today, I’d like you to meet Oregano Jones. (His name is Louie. You’ve seen him before, except he’s gotten a lot fluffier and a lot more full of himself.)

Do you remember this cat?

There he was in 2014.

Note the hairess tail, the black nose, the skinny frame. He was one of those kittens that MomFOD forgot to tell me she adopted. She claims he was a “try before you buy” and also a “buy one/get another one for the same price” because he came glued to Pinkle. Anyway, this is what he looks like now:

 

beetle

Louie.

Well, MomFOD has just informed me that is not, in fact, Louie. How odd. It looks so much like I perceive his personality. Anyway, I’ve been told to share this photo instead:

Actually Louie.

I don’t see a difference, really. They’re both furry, they both bug me, and they both have a big ass.  Anyway, here’s what he has to say about himself:

***

Crepes: Hello, Louie.

Louie: Oregano Jones.

Crepes: I’m sorry?

Louie: I go by Oregano Jones now.

Crepes: Umm… ok…why?

Louie: It suits me. I’m handsome, I’m adventuresome, I’m really- Woah!

Crepes: And he fell off the chair.

Louie: No fear! I have righted myself!

Crepes: Nothing could make you right. Tell me about this alter ego.

Louie:  Oregano Jones is who I’m known as in the industry.

Crepes: The pet fur industry?

Louie: In the movies! Have you NOT seen my films?

Crepes: Oh right. Those.

Louie: Anyway, this is where I got the name. And it stuck. So I’ll be using it going forward.

Crepes: Sigh. Your tail is in the pate.

Louie: That’s Biggie Fluff.

Crepes: Your tail?

Louie: Yeah. He’s got his own persona. Cuz he’s so magnificent.

Crepes: I – I just – Is there anything else you want to add about yourself?

Louie: I am fast! I am strong! I am- oh no!

Crepes: You’ve somehow managed to fall onto the floor from the floor. Well done, Louie.

Louie: Oregano Jones!

Crepes: Whatever.

Louie: Hey, can I read this before you post it? I want to make sure you make me look cool.

Crepes:

Louie: Crepes? CREPES??

***

 

And that’s Louie Oregano Jones.  He is fearless, he smells a little weird (mostly his breath), and he really thinks he’s great. What do you think?

His tail, known as “Biggie Fluff.”

Helping out the blog.

Love,

Crepes.

Confession Friday: What the Hell Is This? Part 2.

Dear Readers,

I appreciated all of the support I received last week when I talked about the mysterious adoption note I found regarding one Pinckle Grelyak. (Alias: Martha Sassy Sprinkle Sorbet.)

I have found more. Brace yourselves for this news:

The Evidence

The Evidence

There it is. In Yellow and White. The definitive evidence of “Adoption Contracts” that one Louie Sorbet and one Martha Sorbet (Alias: Pinckle) have been adopted. I find it odd that their adoption dates are different. I find it further odd that they’re from 2014!

My face right now:

My face. Right now.

My face. Right now.

I have to go lie down.

 

Love,

 

Crepes.